Monthly Archives: September 2009

September 10, 2009

I can’t sleep with the light on.

My husband likes to read at night before he goes to sleep, and I like to crash the second my head hits the pillow. I can’t fall asleep when the light is on, and he reads magazines that are very … Continue reading →

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September 9, 2009

My husband doesn’t find our children to be relaxing.

My husband works ten hours a day, and is basically chained to his desk the whole time. He is exhausted when he gets home from work. A couple months ago, he asked me to feed the kids dinner before he … Continue reading →

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September 7, 2009

Someone passed out in our alley and now my wife wants to move.

I love living in the city. My wife and I just had a baby and I think she wants to move to the suburbs…she keeps suggesting we “go for a drive” just to “check things out” on the weekends, and … Continue reading →

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September 4, 2009

I think I blew my chances with my crush.

I’ve been silently flirting with a guy at work for weeks–eye contact, smiling, glances during meetings–but haven’t had the opportunity to speak with him until yesterday. I was at my desk and feeling ill, so I went outside the building … Continue reading →

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September 3, 2009

I did an innocent favor and now I’m sleeping on the couch.

This morning I was walking to work and a woman on the sidewalk stopped me and asked for directions. I gave them to her, but she still looked confused, so I walked her to her destination, which wasn’t very far … Continue reading →

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September 1, 2009

You say tor-till-a, I say tor-tee-ya, and you’re wrong.

This seems trivial but I am agonizing over it. My mom, who is smart and educated and a great conversationalist, somehow says the word “tortilla” wrong. As in, she says “tor-till-a” instead of “tor-tee-ya.” I want to tell her, but … Continue reading →

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